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Love ... Sex 

Written and recorded in Berlin throughout 2024 and 2025, Love ... Sex is a deep dive into the shadowy elegance of the Phong sound. Built on shimmering synth textures, analog pulses, and sensual vocal lines, the album explores intimacy, longing, and the electric tension of urban nights.
Lucy’s haunting voice moves between vulnerability and seduction, threading through layers of warm pads, brooding basslines, and digital detachment. With echoes of New Wave, post-club ambience, and smooth retro-futuristic grooves, Love Sex feels both nostalgic and ahead of its time.
At its core lies a fascination with transhuman desire — the blurring of boundaries between emotion and circuitry, between memory and code. Much of the sonic architecture was sculpted using a rare PPG system, a Moog One, and the elusive Synergy II+, lending the album its distinctive, crystalline depth and synthetic soul.
For listeners of Phong, this is a cinematic experience — moody, immersive, and unmistakably emotional. The sound of city lights on rain-soaked glass. The sound of touch, memory, and machines dreaming.


You're so sensual

Bia Berim - Mahta

Dorcci - Ghatle Amd (Remix)

Your Body and a Gun

I'm On The Clock

Burn the code

Blame Gravity

Awestruck

The circle is complete. The Returner rises.

Part III of the Council of the 33 isn’t just an album — it’s the final seal on a prophecy that’s been echoing across spirit, tech, and bloodline. These are songs for the end and the beginning — for the moments when silence breaks, when the forgotten are remembered, when the hidden key finally turns in the lock.

Across these tracks you’ll hear the last voices step forward: the Bridgewalkers, the Returners, the archetypes who bring it all full circle. This isn’t rebellion — it’s remembrance. Not escape — but arrival.

Bass-heavy, ritual-infused trap anthems. Prophecy disguised as beats.
Every lyric is a transmission, every hook a spell.

This is the closer, the crown, the resurrection.
And if you’re listening? You were always meant to be here.

The Story Weaver

Burn the code

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